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Writer's pictureMariony Enid

Susurros del alma (Whispers of the Soul)

Updated: Jun 28



She always thought of herself as a beacon of hope and resilience. Growing up in the vibrant streets of her town in Puerto Rico, she learned the values of family, hard work, and kindness from a young age. Her parents, humble and hardworking, instilled in her a belief that giving to others was the highest form of love.

She carried this belief with her as she moved through life, whether she was helping neighbors during hurricanes or volunteering at local shelters. Her heart was vast, and her willingness to help seemed endless. But life, with its harsh lessons, slowly chipped away at her trust in others.

In her late twenties, she moved to Texas in search of new opportunities. She found a position in human resources and later transitioned into teaching. Her students were grateful for her guidance and compassion. Yet, in her professional circles, she often found herself taken advantage of. Colleagues who promised support would disappear when she needed help the most. Friends she thought she could trust betrayed her confidence.

The hardest blow came when a close friend, someone she had supported through thick and thin, turned their back on her during a difficult period. She had never felt so alone, her heart heavy with the realization that not everyone was as giving as she was. This cut deep, and the once-bright light in her eyes dimmed.

Determined to find solace, she turned inward, focusing on the one constant in her life: her family. Her husband had been her rock through every trial and tribulation. They had built a life together filled with love, laughter, and mutual respect. Her parents, though far away in Puerto Rico, remained a steady source of support and wisdom.

Amidst her journey, their connection transcended the ordinary. Their relationship was a tapestry of shared experiences and mutual growth, woven with threads of trust and exploration. Together, they ventured into realms unknown, expanding their horizons and deepening their bond. Their unity, characterized by openness and unwavering support, illuminated her path even in the darkest of times, reminding her of the boundless possibilities that love could offer.

Their relationship was not just a sanctuary but a sizzling adventure. Every touch, every glance, every shared moment was electric. The way they explored each other, physically and emotionally, ignited a fire that never waned. Their passion was a living, breathing entity that fueled their souls. They delved into the depths of desire and intimacy, discovering new facets of themselves and each other. Their love-making was an exquisite dance, a symphony of pleasure and connection that left them breathless and yearning for more. He was her sanctuary, her wildest fantasy, and her greatest comfort.

She decided it was time to redefine her boundaries. She poured her energy into her new job, which allowed her to make a difference on her own terms, ensuring that her efforts were appreciated and reciprocated. She found joy in the small victories of her students, knowing that her work was making a real impact.

She also began to cultivate a more selective circle of friends, people who had proven their loyalty and kindness over time. She no longer gave blindly but instead shared her generosity with those who showed they were deserving of it.

Her heartache did not disappear overnight, but it transformed into a steely resolve. She was done suffering at the hands of those who took her for granted. Her family and her husband were her sanctuary, and she vowed to protect and cherish them above all else.

One evening, as the sun set over their cozy home, they sat on their deck, watching the sky turn shades of orange and pink. She leaned into her husband, feeling the warmth of his love envelop her. "You know," she said softly, "I've learned the hard way that not everyone will have your back. But I know you and my family will always be there for me. And that’s enough." He squeezed her hand, his eyes reflecting the same steadfast love. "Always, mi amor. Always."

She smiled, a sense of peace washing over her. She had found her balance. She would continue to give, but with a discerning heart. She would fight for her family until the end, knowing that they, in turn, would always fight for her.

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